“Boyfriends, huh?” Ashley asked as she took a bite out of her granola bar, leaning on the open door of a shining red Audi. The bright lights in the dealership danced across the candy-coated paint job, reflecting in Ashley’s hazel eyes.

“Yup.” I nodded, leaning back in the car seat. “Boyfriends.”

“And look at that smile you get when you say it.” Ashley poked a finger into my ribs. It was undeniable, though. I could feel the strain in my cheeks from how big my grin was.

It had been a few days since Noah and I had made things official, and each one of those days somehow kept getting better and better. I half expected to win the lottery by the end of the week, along with receiving news that I was some kind of Spanish prince who needed to go and get the keys to their grand mountainside castle.

“Where’d you two meet again?”

“We worked together, but what really sparked it was bumping into him at the grocery store and getting invited to his book club. Seeing him outside of work made everything way more intense.”

“Do you work closely with him? He’s not your boss, is he? That could get messy.”

I shook my head as I rubbed the soft white leather steering wheel. “We’re in different departments, so he can’t fire me.”

“Okay, good, because coming from someone who’s dating her boss, it does get a little complicated. But it’s also a hundred percent worth it.” Ashley looked down at me with a glint in her eyes, brought out even more by the turquoise-green gem hanging on her neck. “And he has a book club?”

“Yup. Reading Under the Rainbow. It’s him and his friends getting together to read thrillers and mysteries. And you know how I go through those books like candy.”

She answered with a nod, running her hand through her long blonde hair with the fresh highlights.

“He sounds like a keeper to me. A guy who likes to read and has a good job? Lock him down with a ring.”

I chuckled as I got out of the Audi, walking to the sapphire-blue car sitting near the front desk of the showroom. I didn’t wake up thinking I’d be buying a new car today, but when mine didn’t start again this morning, I texted Ashley and told her our lunch date was being moved to a used-car dealership. I promised I’d get her a Snickers bar from the vending machine.

“It’s way too soon for a ring,” I admitted, although the idea didn’t sound all that far-fetched to me.